| BLOW JOB OR THE ART OF VACUUMING
GORAN BLAGUS [cro]
from the publication Internet
Porno by Darko Fritz . 1998 . texts by Natasa
Ilic, Goran Blagus, Durda
Otrzan and Darko Fritz
There is no more need for doubt. The current
characteristic of the digital image, the most radical feature of contemporaneity,
is not anyu longer to provide a quality transfer of contemporaneity, is
not any longer to provide a quality transfer of information, but, on the
contrary, to seducc and deceive by its highly aestheticised Hi-Tech discourse.
This turns the existing global electronic media, irredeemably, into corrupted
centres of industrialisation in the sphere of the spiritual as well, which
would mean that our perceptual experience in the sphere of the spiritual
as well, which would mean that our perceptual experience henceforth will
be formed in a region outside existing reality, a region no longer reducible
to the conceptual framework of the imaginary. The age of the picture, the
traditional image, is definitely behind us, for we have already got deep
into the terrain of hyper-reality. And here the function of the picture
is no longer exclusively memorial, nor its reflection in the real; the
picture has become an absolute reality for itself, which in addition goes
far beyond its original, if it has one at all. In accod with the general
trend to annihilate the real identity of reality, with attempts, that is,
to clone it successfully and to set up a parallelness, the thesis of the
total equality of the virtual has with justice come into its own. Because
of the impossibility of determining strict borders between these various
different manifestations of reality, we become aware that, in fact, their
ultimate division has come about. It is impossible here to decide which
of them is authentic. To choose one of these sides of the mirror is a retreat
into fiction because, at any event, our choice will lead us to a vacuum
in which our emotional perception is totally confused. This is expressed
particularly in the moment when we become aware that we are not capable
of controlling or even presenting stratigraphically any more the concrete
co-ordinates of our chosen mental and existential residence. This self-cancelling
of alternative possibilities is not, of course, plunging into transgressional
behaviour, or the deliberate provocation of the symptoms of schizophrenia,
but a nihilistic projection of contemporary reality that is not happening
to someone else. If the erosion of morality is a reliable sign of the deepest
spiritual entropy, can we let ourselves be drawn facilely into a hypocritical
discussion about the renewal of dying values, just in order to calm our
conscience? Answer; obviously we can, for it is precisely what we are constantly
doing. We constantly go in for futile interpretations of reality and stand
up for its prescribed values, unaware the while that we are just being
deceived by a powerful construction of this same reality, a reality that
is, then, total disinformation, and in our talk simply looks for an excuse
for its own existence. By seeking a justification for a reality the existence
of which is questionable we provide for ourselves a false impression of
the importance of our own social roles (whatever they are) in places where
we are surrounded with seductive and highly finished stage settings (the
result of which is: ìI am now a subject, well informed, and thus ready
to actî), while we are in fact exposed to the inconceivable risk of self-isolation,
and in the extreme case of such disorientation to hospitalization as well.
characteristic of the early phase of technological
manipulation, but a brilliant and precisely planned interpretation of a
real going-on (quite accidentally of coitus) in order to be able to provide
selective information. Playing in this way with mattress lust, intensifying
it, that is, with his deliberate lack of concealment of the essential,
Fritz has created an exceptional synoptic simulation of the developed marketing
mechanism inherent in our global post-industral age. At the same time he
has given some hints of how far the anomalous lack of care for our real
existence has gone. For today, when omnipresent pornography has become
the last stage of hyper-reality, it is time for an at least covert memory
of the fact that reality did once really exist to awake in us. Otherwise,
it will really happen that virtual porn will do away with the last remains
of archetypal sexuality.
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